ELIMINATED: JORDY SCAR, JOHN HAPTICUS, VERONICA KILLINGSLEY
Third Person POV:
Death opened his notebook and scanned the short list of three names written in fresh ink. Jordy Scar, John Hapticus, and Veronica Killingsley
He enjoyed having to collect three more souls in his survival game collection. These days, he only escorted feeble old people to the light, and frankly, having to tell them that their cats would not ruin the cashmere curtains or that they would have to miss their bingo games with Mildred from down the hall wasn't exactly his dream job. The only old coot he actually enjoyed taking was some crazy lady by the name of Constance. Man, seeing her leap into that lion restored his faith in senior citizens. Who knew someone could be so athletic?
"Now let's see. Who's first?" He asked himself, tapping a pointer finger on the page, "Aha, Jordy. Well Jordy, you're today's first contestant."
It wasn't everyday he had the honor of being the game maker of this island hunger games. Well, he hoped it would turn out to be a hunger games--he refused to let anyone know he had a huge man crush on Liam Hemsworth--but sadly, nothing of the sort had happened yet.
"Looks like it's about time to collect."
Jordy Scar:
The snake venom mixed into Jordy's bloodstream, slowly shutting down each of his vital organs. Death watched as his friend frantically shook him to try to wake him up. As if that's going to work.
"I don't know what we are gonna do Jordy, but were going to be alright," his friend said to the unconscious Jordy.
"If you actually paid attention in science class you would know to take the damn venom out! Humans are idiots," Death yelled at the oblivious pair.
As if he heard Death, John began to extract the venom from Jordy's wrist. Little did he know, Jordy was too far from saving.
A confused voice spoke up from behind the cloaked figure watching the two men down below, "Um, excuse me, yeah hi. Who are you? And why is there another me?" Well he croaked faster than expected. Four minutes and twenty two seconds.
"Jordy was it? How do I put this lightly? You're--" Death started his explanation but was cut off.
"Woah, this is sick! Check it out! I'm like Casper the Ghost," Jordy exclaimed as he ran a hand through his transparent stomach.
"Will you stop that, it's weird."
"Fine, fine, but you stil didn't answer why I'm here."
Death muttered to himself, "If you didn't cut me off then I would've."
"Well Jordy, welcome to the afterlife! My name is Death. Please enjoy your stay and if you have any issues, feel free to talk to someone else who actually wants to solve your problems," Death greeted with a heavy amount of sarcasm in his words, "Now if you would step this way."
A bright light appeared out of thin air in the form of a doorway, swallowing Jordy in a flash of white before disappearing.
Death scribbled a quick description in his notebook:
J̶o̶r̶d̶y̶ ̶S̶c̶a̶r̶ lumberjack looking guy, killed by snake
John Hapticus:
"I don't know what we are gonna do Jordy, but were going to be alright," he said to his friend.
He put down Jordy by the base of a tree and paced around. What do I do?
An idea popped into John's head. He remembered seeing somewhere that if you suck out snake venom the person bitten would be okay, but there was a warning. What was it again? John's head was so fuzzy he couldn't remember anything. Oh well, he was 99.9% sure it would work.
"You're making a mistake," Death said in a singsong voice.
Apparently, John failed to notice that in his rage against the snake, he bit the inside of his mouth and drew some blood. Rule number one of snake venom was that it wouldn't harm you unless you cut yourself.
"Well, I benefit from other's stupidity so why should I complain?" Death remarked as he watched John swallow the venom.
John began to sweat and dizzily wander around the tree he was stationed at before collapsing in a heap next to Jordy. Huh, three minutes and forty six seconds. A new record.
"Where am I? Wait why am I on the ground, but I'm here too. Was I drugged?" John's ghost asked too many questions for the supernatural being's liking.
"On the contrary my dear John. You are dead. Welcome to life after death! I already said my whole spiel to your friend a few minutes ago, so I'll give you the drive by version. Don't come crawling to me if you have any problems. I don't want to hear them," Death replied trying hard not to slap the annoying human in front of him.
Just as is happened with Jordy, a blinding doorway of light materialized in front of the two, but this time, a large neon sign reading 'Heaven' glowed overhead.
"What's with that?" John wondered aloud.
"Corporate decided we needed to have more appeal so we permanently borrowed something from Vegas."
"Sounds legit."
And that was the last words John uttered before following in the footsteps of Jordy.
Death wrote in his notes:
J̶o̶h̶n̶ ̶H̶a̶p̶t̶i̶c̶u̶s̶ couldn't describe him fast enough, death by idiocy
Veronica Killingsley:
It took Death some time to find the location of Veronica. Finally, he found her among a tribe of natives, and they did not look friendly like the Disney movies made them out to be.
"Ooh natives, I haven't seen a death like this in a while," Death joyfully exclaimed, pulling out a small bag of popcorn.
Veronica and the girl next to her were conversing about some guy named Jake when the real action started. A few natives approached the girls and harshly pushed them to the ground with their weapons in tow. Veronica and Sarah ducked and dodged the spears swiftly. Sarah managed to roll into some foliage before taking off and leaving Veronica to fend for herself. Didn't see that coming.
"Man, she could give Katniss a run for her money."
Veronica was almost out of the reach of the dangerous tribe, but her foot tangled in a vine laying off of a tree. She fell face first into dirt, and turned around to meet a dark spear plunge into her chest.
"What? How did I...where am I?" A feminine voice asked next to Death.
The ghostly body of Veronica looked down to see her corpse below her floating figure. Quicker than the previous two, she came to the realization that she died not too long ago.
"Are you here to take me away?" She asked the cloaked being confidently, clearly not fazed by her passing.
"Yes, I am. Since you're a genuine person and not as annoying at my previous collections, I wish you the best, and don't hesitate to contact me if you need help or just want to talk to someone."
"Are you trying to flirt with me? Aren't you billions of years old?"
Death let out a chuckle, "It's true I am, but that doesn't mean I look like a skeleton."
"Well then what do you look like?"
"It's a mystery. You'll find out some day."
The same light door popped up in front of the two, engulfing Veronica in a shroud of delicate brightness before taking her.
Death crossed off the final name in his notebook:
V̶e̶r̶o̶n̶i̶c̶a̶ ̶K̶i̶l̶l̶i̶n̶g̶s̶l̶e̶y̶ nice girl, not my type, death by spear
Closing the book of names, Death smiled to himself before speaking to the inhabitants of the rest of the island, "I'll be seeing one of you very soon."
(PSA) This is the Lt. Gen. I made a second YouTube video. I planned and made the video all in one day. I'll give you a hint: Villain https://youtu.be/vXdsui1b7ro
STRONGEST CHARACTER: BROOKLYN WHITE
ELIMINATED: JORDY SCAR, JOHN HAPTICUS, VERONICA KILLINGSLEY
Third Person POV:
Death opened his notebook and scanned the short list of three names written in fresh ink.
Jordy Scar, John Hapticus, and Veronica Killingsley
He enjoyed having to collect three more souls in his survival game collection. These days, he only escorted feeble old people to the light, and frankly, having to tell them that their cats would not ruin the cashmere curtains or that they would have to miss their bingo games with Mildred from down the hall wasn't exactly his dream job. The only old coot he actually enjoyed taking was some crazy lady by the name of Constance. Man, seeing her leap into that lion restored his faith in senior citizens. Who knew someone could be so athletic?
"Now let's see. Who's first?" He asked himself, tapping a pointer finger on the page, "Aha, Jordy. Well Jordy, you're today's first contestant."
It wasn't everyday he had the honor of being the game maker of this island hunger games. Well, he hoped it would turn out to be a hunger games--he refused to let anyone know he had a huge man crush on Liam Hemsworth--but sadly, nothing of the sort had happened yet.
"Looks like it's about time to collect."
Jordy Scar:
The snake venom mixed into Jordy's bloodstream, slowly shutting down each of his vital organs. Death watched as his friend frantically shook him to try to wake him up.
As if that's going to work.
"I don't know what we are gonna do Jordy, but were going to be alright," his friend said to the unconscious Jordy.
"If you actually paid attention in science class you would know to take the damn venom out! Humans are idiots," Death yelled at the oblivious pair.
As if he heard Death, John began to extract the venom from Jordy's wrist. Little did he know, Jordy was too far from saving.
A confused voice spoke up from behind the cloaked figure watching the two men down below, "Um, excuse me, yeah hi. Who are you? And why is there another me?"
Well he croaked faster than expected. Four minutes and twenty two seconds.
"Jordy was it? How do I put this lightly? You're--" Death started his explanation but was cut off.
"Woah, this is sick! Check it out! I'm like Casper the Ghost," Jordy exclaimed as he ran a hand through his transparent stomach.
"Will you stop that, it's weird."
"Fine, fine, but you stil didn't answer why I'm here."
Death muttered to himself, "If you didn't cut me off then I would've."
"Well Jordy, welcome to the afterlife! My name is Death. Please enjoy your stay and if you have any issues, feel free to talk to someone else who actually wants to solve your problems," Death greeted with a heavy amount of sarcasm in his words, "Now if you would step this way."
A bright light appeared out of thin air in the form of a doorway, swallowing Jordy in a flash of white before disappearing.
Death scribbled a quick description in his notebook:
J̶o̶r̶d̶y̶ ̶S̶c̶a̶r̶ lumberjack looking guy, killed by snake
John Hapticus:
"I don't know what we are gonna do Jordy, but were going to be alright," he said to his friend.
He put down Jordy by the base of a tree and paced around.
What do I do?
An idea popped into John's head. He remembered seeing somewhere that if you suck out snake venom the person bitten would be okay, but there was a warning. What was it again? John's head was so fuzzy he couldn't remember anything. Oh well, he was 99.9% sure it would work.
"You're making a mistake," Death said in a singsong voice.
Apparently, John failed to notice that in his rage against the snake, he bit the inside of his mouth and drew some blood. Rule number one of snake venom was that it wouldn't harm you unless you cut yourself.
"Well, I benefit from other's stupidity so why should I complain?" Death remarked as he watched John swallow the venom.
John began to sweat and dizzily wander around the tree he was stationed at before collapsing in a heap next to Jordy.
Huh, three minutes and forty six seconds. A new record.
"Where am I? Wait why am I on the ground, but I'm here too. Was I drugged?" John's ghost asked too many questions for the supernatural being's liking.
"On the contrary my dear John. You are dead. Welcome to life after death! I already said my whole spiel to your friend a few minutes ago, so I'll give you the drive by version. Don't come crawling to me if you have any problems. I don't want to hear them," Death replied trying hard not to slap the annoying human in front of him.
Just as is happened with Jordy, a blinding doorway of light materialized in front of the two, but this time, a large neon sign reading 'Heaven' glowed overhead.
"What's with that?" John wondered aloud.
"Corporate decided we needed to have more appeal so we permanently borrowed something from Vegas."
"Sounds legit."
And that was the last words John uttered before following in the footsteps of Jordy.
Death wrote in his notes:
J̶o̶h̶n̶ ̶H̶a̶p̶t̶i̶c̶u̶s̶ couldn't describe him fast enough, death by idiocy
Veronica Killingsley:
It took Death some time to find the location of Veronica. Finally, he found her among a tribe of natives, and they did not look friendly like the Disney movies made them out to be.
"Ooh natives, I haven't seen a death like this in a while," Death joyfully exclaimed, pulling out a small bag of popcorn.
Veronica and the girl next to her were conversing about some guy named Jake when the real action started. A few natives approached the girls and harshly pushed them to the ground with their weapons in tow. Veronica and Sarah ducked and dodged the spears swiftly. Sarah managed to roll into some foliage before taking off and leaving Veronica to fend for herself.
Didn't see that coming.
"Man, she could give Katniss a run for her money."
Veronica was almost out of the reach of the dangerous tribe, but her foot tangled in a vine laying off of a tree. She fell face first into dirt, and turned around to meet a dark spear plunge into her chest.
"What? How did I...where am I?" A feminine voice asked next to Death.
The ghostly body of Veronica looked down to see her corpse below her floating figure. Quicker than the previous two, she came to the realization that she died not too long ago.
"Are you here to take me away?" She asked the cloaked being confidently, clearly not fazed by her passing.
"Yes, I am. Since you're a genuine person and not as annoying at my previous collections, I wish you the best, and don't hesitate to contact me if you need help or just want to talk to someone."
"Are you trying to flirt with me? Aren't you billions of years old?"
Death let out a chuckle, "It's true I am, but that doesn't mean I look like a skeleton."
"Well then what do you look like?"
"It's a mystery. You'll find out some day."
The same light door popped up in front of the two, engulfing Veronica in a shroud of delicate brightness before taking her.
Death crossed off the final name in his notebook:
V̶e̶r̶o̶n̶i̶c̶a̶ ̶K̶i̶l̶l̶i̶n̶g̶s̶l̶e̶y̶ nice girl, not my type, death by spear
Closing the book of names, Death smiled to himself before speaking to the inhabitants of the rest of the island, "I'll be seeing one of you very soon."
(PSA) This is the Lt. Gen. I made a second YouTube video. I planned and made the video all in one day. I'll give you a hint: Villain https://youtu.be/vXdsui1b7ro